Hormone Helpers: Fembots 101

[Springer]

After the interview, Springer is led back to the primary area of the tunnel network that the Autobots are employing by Kup.

Looking over, the triplechanger cocks his head a bit. "So where do you guys need me at right now?"

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OOC: Posing of Kup done with player permission.

[Kup]

Kup walks alongside Springer and shrugs. "Actually, I was just going to hand you off to someone else to give you a tour of our glorious accommodations," he gestures around the tunnel, then ahead towards the battered Autobot refugee camp. "I've still got to make up some patrol and watch rosters, most of them with these alternate Decepticons."

"Think you can play nice with the purple-faces?"

[Arcee]

Arcee rounds the corner on her way to, well, nowhere in particular, but hey, she needed to get some relative air.

Up ahead, she sees Kup and another figure. It takes just a moment for her to realize who it is, but when she does, her fuel pump soars. Springer! It's Springer!

She's already moving faster now, heading toward them as quickly as possible.

[Springer]

"I'll see about it. Just hope the good ones know how to play nice as well" he says, smirking a bit. "And I guess a tour would be nice. Maybe check out the Executive Suites, see which one I want."

Then he notices Arcee heading their way, rather fast. Once she gets close, he glances at Kup rather confusedly, hooking his thumb back at her. "Who's the pink guy?"

[Arcee]

Arcee's mouth drops open in surprise and shock. "Who's the pink guy?! Who's the pink guy?? What on Earth is wrong with you, Springer? How in the world could you think..."

She quiets down for a moment. "You don't even know who I am. "

Great. Another version from some one-off reality. Bad enough with Roddy, but Springer too? Not that she had the time to sort out her feeling for either of them, but the three of them, along with Blurr, had been a team. Inseparable comrades. She missed that. She really did.

[Kup]

Kup winces faintly at Arcee's reaction, then sighs and shakes his head. "You remember those female Transformers I told you about earlier?"

He gestures towards Arcee. "Springer, meet Arcee. Arcee, meet Springer."

[Springer]

Ah...oh dear, that's not good. Smooth move, Springer. Way to crush someone's spirits. Two for two. Three counting Xaaron, but he wasn't aware of that. Plus, Xaaron isn't a girl.

"Oh...er... Slag. Sorry 'bout that..." One hand goes up to the back of Springer's neck. Hoo. How to fix this...

"Didn't mean to upset you like that. Kinda new to this whole 'being in a multiversal convergence point' thing. Eheh." Awk-waaaarrdd...

Clearing his vocaliser, he straightens up. "Uhm. I guess that in a different universe, you knew me? Er... a different me? I think. Still having trouble trying to keep all this madness straight."

[Arcee]

She shakes her head for a moment, clearing away her thoughts. She was an Autobot and a soldier. Such self-destructive thought patterns were something she couldn't afford.

"It's okay," she replies. "I just... got excited, I guess. Springer was a good friend of mine, back in my universe. Didn't realize how much I missed him until I saw you."

[Slag]

Did someone say... Slag?

Because a certain angry Triceratops-former just happened to be walking around. Like his T-rex leader, he's somewhat under-armored, bare circuitry showing on some places, but unlike said leader, he's not taking it well at all. Luckily though, he has his frill and horns, albeit in a somewhat melted condition.

"Why you call my name?" Slag roars, glaring at the newcomer. Then he blinks, and realises who it is. "Why you Spring here too? Me thought we getting fake dinobot instead..." he asks, moving to prod Springer.

[Kup]

"The other Dinobot decided to try her luck on her own," Kup explains to Slag, shrugging one shoulder.

They're Dinobots. Even in the cartoon-verse, them suddenly deciding to go off on their own isn't unheard of.

"That was awhile ago, anyway. We've had a couple new arrivals since then, Slag."

[Springer]

Springer offers Arcee what she would probably recognize as one of Springer's Trademark Grins. "Well, I may not be the same Springer, but I do hope we'll get along just as well."

And then loudness coming from...a...thing. A thing Springer doesn't recognize right off. A thing that's nosing him in the leg right now.

Wait, Kup called that thing Slag?

Slag...Slag...

"Slag? Of the Dynobots? Certainly different from my reality's Slag... Don't suppose you ever fought in gladitorial pits, did you?"

[Arcee]

Well, that grin takes her back, but Arcee quickly gets ahold of herself. No time to be acting like someone out of those novels Carly lends her reads.

"I'm sure we will," she says.

She'll let Slag answer for himself.

[Slag]

While nudging Springer a bit more, Slag derisively snorts. "Me think her stupid fake dinobot going get in trouble for being fake..." he mutters. "If me catch her me make sure she no keep saying she dinobot..."

After deducing that Springer is, in fact, real, Slag transforms to his full height and glares down at him, with an unhealthy sound of gears grinding against each other as he transforms.

Of course, he's only glaring because Slag's only facial expressions are 'Glare' and 'Glare more'

"Me never fought in silly Glady...Torn...Eel pits" he says, folding his arms over his chest and obviously proud of managing to pronounce the word somewhat correctly. "If me Slag fought in them, then then would be dead. Us Dinobots are best Autobot fighters"

Slag's arrogance has gone right to his head already. And it's not even noon.

[Kup]

Kup can't hear the differences in spelling, and so doesn't realize there's a need to correct Springer's reference to Slag as a "Dynobot." He shakes his head at Slag's insistence.

"She's not a fake Dinobot, Slag, she's a Dinobot from another reality. Not quite the same thing." Let's not beat up potential allies unnecessarily, shall we? Particularly not very stubborn potential allies.

Then he turns towards Springer and explains, "Our Dinobots were built on Earth, and are all pretty young - only a couple of decades old." He glances back at Slag and gestures towards his partially un-armored condition. "Young enough that they sometimes have trouble figuring out when to back down from a fight."

That taken care of, he steps nearer to Arcee and asks her, "Arcee, you in the middle of anything?"

[Springer]

As long as Arcee doesn't expect him to drain her fuel in the middle of the night and sparkle during the day, Springer doesn't care if she acts like a girl from Carly's novels.

Then again, he might. Learning about femmes is gonna be tricky enough without bad stereotypes.

Springer then finds himself being glared down by Slag. Funny, was he that big the last time...? "I'd hope you guys are the best fighters. You survived the pits back home, but nobody's heard from you guys in about ten thousand years." Then Kup explains about the Dinobots, and Springer is boggled once again. "Wow..." Then he looks at Slag's condition, and his expression grows a bit somber. "You weren't kidding about those alternates being tough, then..."